my sound in the street, it goes - blow! Get down! So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow! Get down! [Verse II] [Hush] Yo I'm a
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So recognize this, who the nicest Sit down and settle for your constellation prizes Whatever you want I got Whether you ready or not It's about to get
on the floor ya fuck! Tied his broken arm to his Hush Puppies Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma Three young Italians, suited down
up Get down with it Get get down Get get down Get get down Giddy up Get down with it Get get down Get get down Get get down Giddy up Get down with it
had to bow to this new style Dial 9-1-1, makin more money than the law allow But Fuck Tha Police, they can get deez Now who was sayin shit like that
got big Jim Walker He's a pool shootin' son of a gun Ya, he's big and dumb as a man can come But stronger than a country hoss And when the bad folks all get
way or the hard way No matter what the consequence Here’s a little cash called hush-man money Turn a blind eye, get gone and run Shoot ‘em all down
a nigga drive, then its, "slut get out my ride" Have you heard about, shorty be Iceberged out Got them birds real affordable, so get the word out And
I like, Never hesitate to pick up a fight, At the things right challenging my vibe, Continue? Yes I'm sure, Get off my lyric and get a big roar,
Hit me, hit me Gimme some new shit Gimme some new shit Gimme some new shit Gimme some new shit Missy be puttin it down I'm the hottest 'round I'll told
, one blood was di word up and, Nowadays everyting get mud up, everyting shut up, violence a start flur up People nah no love an jus bare skull bore up Sweet Jamaica we get
too late See! A new age has begun I will get you To a time of brightest light Empty is my name and I am right You think your life will bring you down
thought that you miss me a little when I'm gone Yeah, that you miss me a little when I'm gone Hey, you just tell me what you down for, anything you down
Old man sailin' in a dinghy boat down there Old man down is baitin' a hook on there Gonna pull man down on a suckling hook Gonna pull man into the suckling
ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk Ah ha, hush
- Of words in a melody line, I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination. Golden clouds were shuffling the sunshine. But if I ever get back
